of mannes wytte, and so at the lest wyse to kepe vs frome ydlenes, and yet as thoghe we had nothynge to passe ye tyme with all, we be in a maner made apon foles, apon dyesse, and crafty iogeleres. Me. You saye very truthe. Ogy. There be many men of no smale grauytye, that wyll say thys kynd of stones, if that you put it in vynagre, it wyll swyme, thoge you wold thruste it downe with violence. Me. Wherfore do thay sette a tode byfore our lady? Ogy. Bycause she hathe ouercome, trode vnderfote, abolyshyd all maner of vnclennes, poyso, pryde, couytousnes, and all wordly affectyones that raygne in man. Me. Woo be to vs, that hathe so many todes in owre hartes. || Ogygy. We shal be purgyd frome thaym all, if we dylygetly worshipe owre lady. Me. How wold she be worshipyd. Ogy. The most acceptable honor, that thou canste doo to her is to folowe her lyuynge. Me. You haue told all at ones.  But this is hard to brynge to pass. Ogy. You saye truthe, but it is an excellente thynge. Me. But go to, and tell on as you begane. Ogy. After thys to come to owre purpose, the Supprioure shewyed to me ymages of gold and syluer, and sayd, thes be pure gold, and thes be syluer and gyltyd, he told the pryce of euery one of thaym, and the patrone.  Whan I wonderyd, reioycynge of so maruelous ryches, as was abowt our lady, than saythe the Sexte bycause I percayue, that you be so vertuously affecte, I suppose it greate wronge, to hyde any thynge frome you, but now you shall see the pryuytyes || D ij.|| of our lady, and than he pullyd owt of the aultre a whole world of maruayles, if I shuld tell you of all, a whole daye wold nat suffyse, & so thys pylgremage chansyd to me most happy.  I was fyllyd euyn full withe goodly syghts, and I brynge also with me this wonderous relyque, whiche was a toke gyuen to me froe our lady. Me. Haue you nat it prouyd, what valewre your woden relyque is on? Ogy. Yis, that I haue, in a certayne Inne within thys thre dayes, ther I fownde a certayne man that was bestraght of hys wytte, whiche shuld haue be bownde, but thys woden relyque was put vnder hys nekke pryuyly, wherapon he gad a sadde and sownd sleape, but in the mornynge he was hole and sownde as euer he was before. Me. It was nat the phrenysy, but the dronke dropsye, sleape ys wontyd to be a good medicyne for ye dysease. || Ogy. Wha you be dysposyd to skoffe Menedemus, yt ys best that you gette a nother maner of gestynge stokke than thys, for I tell you it is nother good nor holsome, to bowrde so with sayntes.  For thys same ma dyd say, that a woman dyd apere to hym, in hys sleape, after a maruelouse fashion, which shold gyue hym a cuppe to drynke apon. Mene. I suppose it was Elleboru. [Elleborum wyll restore a man to hys senses that hathe lost the.] Ogy. That is vncertayne, but I kno well ye ma was well broght into hys mynde ayen. Me. Dyd you other come or goo by Sante Thomas of Cantorbury that good